BMC & DEH oneshot story - Dear Michael Murphy

⌨️ Boyf riends - The little things (part 2)

A/N: Somehow the trash who is writing the gay romance you're about to read won her student elections! Wow! Well this story will have four parts and I was gonna write it at 1:06 am (well I'm writing this rn at this time) and I'll write it in the morning im rambling ok continue you beautiful bean

Michael's POV:

Jerryberry got his braces on today, and they're absolutely adorable! I'm also very happy that eighth grade is finally over tomorrow! I'm so hyper to see him for the first time with them, so I grab my sweater and headphones and I jog to his house.

"Hey Jeremy!" I say while jumping into his window.

Jeremy's POV:

What the heck? Did Michael Mell, just jump through my window to see my braces. I'm gonna stand here and see how long it takes until he forces me to speak. I simply write down "Force me to speak"

"Why?" He writes backs, then says "Jeremy we all know that Christine is probably at her house right now with her family eating a nice breakfast, not doing whatever you're thinking!" He says out loud now suggestively.

I don't budge.

"Jeremy did you notice my new patch?" He points to a cool patch of retro skates, but I still don't move a muscle, so he decides to tickle me, which always works. It worked so well once in fact, I peed on him. Awkward...

Well of course I start laughing. He says "Your braces are so cute! Don't be embarrassed! Your mouth must taste like robots!" He's so funny, I love him, but sometimes he acts so gay... but again I do too.

"Thank you..." I mutter, as I feel my face go red

Michaels POV:

My best friend/gay crush is BLUSHING after I called him cute. Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! What should I do?

"Y-y-yeah... no p-problem." Now its my turn to blush, I'm so red but then...

I feel my body moving through the air, and my hand goin' right for the hair. I kiss him and grab his hair and we fall backwards onto the bed. It's a blur, but we end up making out on his bed until...

"Jeremy! You're late for school!" Mr.Heere yells

"I'll be down dad! Michael had to come help me with our project for Spanish!" Jeremy yells downstairs

"Just walk! It's fine, hey Michael!" He yells

"Hey Mr.Heere!" I yell back, while realizing he probably heard us.

Does he know? Will he ever know?

"Can we pretend like that didn't happen for a bit?" He asks

"Sure, my player 2!" I reply back, and we run off to school.